✿ 3rd Bud [Action~Voice]

[seiriald]

This is on, right?

[Kaori's fiddling around with the journal, trying to remember exactly where everything was. Thanks to the experiment she now knew the layout of Luceti and how to operate the journals, but it was still a little hard to scale the measurements of everything from when you were a child to the present. At least she wasn't stumbling

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[goldenglasses]

[Vash doesn't come in the flower shop until late, having spent most of the day searching the woods for Wolfwood. When he finally shows up his face is very red from the cold and he's shivering a bit. He sighs and speaks out loud, not expecting anyone to be in.]

Ah, sorry I'm late. I'll get your water right away.

[seiriald]

[Hey, that's a familiar voice! Kaori will be perking up and standing abruptly from her hiding spot, noticing that there's a lot of cold clinging to Vash. Not exactly good for the plants or him, so she's flailing her arms a little.]

Hey, warm yourself up somehow or you'll catch a cold!

[goldenglasses]

[He lets out a startled yelp when he realizes he's not alone that turns into an embarrassed laugh when he gets scolded.] Ah! I am! I am! That's why I came in here! To get warmed up and take care of the flowers!

[seiriald]

[Laughing just a little, his reactions were always great.] Where were you before?

[goldenglasses]

I was out in the forest. I went on a long walk; the trees look beautiful covered in snow.

[seiriald]

Really...? [Just a hint of nostalgia there, she wished she could see them again now that she knows what the village actually looks like.]

[goldenglasses]

Yeah, it is. [He moves the topic onto something else.] What are you doing here? Taking care of the flowers?

[seiriald]

[Yay for Vash knowing when to change the subject.] Yup! It's nice to be near them, it kind of reminds me of home since we have so many.

[goldenglasses]

That's good. I'm glad the flowers make you happy and I'm sure they're happy that you visit them too.

[seiriald]

Mm-hm! [She's sitting back down in her spot, stroking the leaves of one of the many plants.] Do you talk to them sometimes, Vash?

[goldenglasses]

Well, I talk to them, but I can't hear them if that's what you mean. [He's assuming that's what you mean. As he came in talking to them and he knows several people here who can talk to flowers. He wouldn't be too surprised if you could too.]

[seiriald]

Awh, but they sound so pretty! [The way she hears them is singing, though it's very, very soft.] What do you talk to them about?

[goldenglasses]

Oh, you know. A little bit of everything, because I know they won't go telling everyone what I said.

[seiriald]

Are you sure about that? [She's just teasing, plants are fairly trustworthy to her.]

[goldenglasses]

Uh... hehe... pretty sure. I'd like to believe I can trust the flowers.

[seiriald]

And I'm sure the flowers trust you in return, since you take care of them, na?